How long have you been here now, watching?
It's a fascinating image, in some way.
The faintly blinking reflections in his eyes, the lifeless body lying on the couch, almost entirely covered in only partially eaten junk food.
Raindrops are splashing against the window, creating a bizarre soundtrack while the room is briefly illuminated by red and blue neon lights advertising various goods and services to the faceless crowds passing the tiny building below.
An overwhelming sense of clarity washes over you, cleaning your mind of the last drops of doubt and fear.
Listening carefully, you can hear deep, calm breathing mixing with the rainy symphony of the outside world. It is your own.
Twitching green flashes of light scurry across your face as the numb mask you have been wearing for so long turns into a vague smile. Finally.